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He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

“Call me when you get home. Chris’s career took off faster than anyone expected. By the third year, he was producing music for up and coming artists, his name starting to show up in industry blogs. He lived in another city now, but whenever he came back, they fell into their old dynamic instantly loud jokes, bad takeout, and arguments over which movies deserved to be called “classics. Even with the distance, the three of them stayed connected. They had a group chat that had survived across six years and multiple phone upgrades, full of memes, rants, and half serious plans for vacations they never took.

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

Bonus 3 Ok, guys, I have like four asks all Vampire and Werewolf related I would be doing these but not all at once so if your waiting on one of those hold on and wait a bit because it will be coming up. The sheer volume of asks for this blows my mind, and I will try to do them as quickly as I can while I also work on the other day to day ask, and stories that have been planned out.

They looked like… gods. Damon, Draven, and Damian Ryder. My brother's triplet roommates back in college and currently some of the most successful businessmen in the city. The last time I saw them physically was ten years ago. What the hell were they doing here, and when did they get so fucking hot?

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

He opened the valet and It had 100$ inside it. “Problem solved! I can borrow 400$ from Henry and add these 100$ in it and keep it back in the locker. This way Mr. Paul will never doubt on me again!” Keith headed towards Henry's home. A person who was a friend Keith always remembered in his toughest times. But, unfortunately never gave him a helping hand in the times of need. Keith reached Henry's home and explained him the entire situation. Keith always shared all his problems with Henry and took advantage of him by acting innocent. Henry helped him and landed him 400$.

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So I put on my most convincing fake smile and swing open my locker like I don't have a care in the world. "I'm great," I lie. "Seriously, don't worry about me. I'm just glad all the craziness with Fable is over." The message on the front of my locker makes it pretty clear though that this is far from over. I've already filled my friends in on everything, but the rest of the school only knows what they've seen on the news, and whatever rumors are doing the rounds online. Who knows what they've heard, and what they're telling each other.